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Jake spied Goat at the bar and gritted his teeth. “Wrath! You’re back!” Weasel said loudly, and almost every head in the room turned toward him. “Fuck, Weasel, why don’t you just come over and hump my leg,” Jake said as people burst out laughing. Weasel jumped over the counter and laughed as he reached Jake, humping the side of his leg. “Oh yeah, Wrath, just like that.” Jake pushed Weasel away, laughing as Bandit walked over with two beers in his hand. “Welcome back.”

" I gripped the phone, barely holding back laughter. Since we started going out, Seth had always known just how to charm my mom with little gifts and money. She saw him as some kind of hero and would always tell me to stay in line. She must have gotten some kind of sweet deal to rush over and play peacemaker without even bothering to ask what the whole mess was about. I kept my cool, did not bother with excuses or arguments, and just waited for her to run out of steam before I ended the call. The phone screen was still glowing when I hit up the client group chat and dropped the bomb. [Hey everyone, I'm thinking of leaving Hoffman Real Estate. If you need anything property-related down the li

It was… nice. “I don’t get it,” Jake said suddenly, breaking the quiet. “Don’t get what?” “You,” he said, turning to look at me. “You’re always so… happy. After everything you’ve been through, how do you do it?” The question caught me off guard, and I hesitated before answering. “I guess I don’t see the point in being miserable. Life’s too short for that.” Jake frowned, his gaze distant. “It’s not that simple.”

"You used to go to parties with Mr. Webb, and now you're here with me." "You're the one thinking about boyfriends and girlfriends. Ah, I see now, you must like me a bit, huh?" Zara was fed up. "Mr. Lark, if you enjoy witty banter so much, maybe you should find some comedians to keep you company." Yaxley stopped for a second, looking thoughtful. He looked down, his expression serious but his eyes warm. "I was going to joke back with you about whether I'm quick on my feet with words. You'll see for yourself someday.

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

A chuckle left my lips, despite myself hearing the Mean Girls quote. "Don't you need to paint your car pink to say that line?" I asked when I got into the car. Jake looked appalled, as if I had shot him. "What? Ew, no!" He shuddered dramatically which made me giggle. In the short drive to the mall, Jake had sung and played out the lyrics of DAYWALKER! by CORPSE and MGK with dramatic flair, that nearly made me fall out of my seat in laughter.

It was late and I wasn’t expecting anyone to be in the lobby. “You look like shit, Alpha,” Jake barked, a laugh and I jumped in surprise. He lay on the couch next to the wall and his eyes never left me. I gave him a nod. Viktor only laughed. “Were you waiting up for us?” Viktor asked. Jake huffed and flashed us his best sad face. “It’s hard being a housewife,” he sighed. I choked on my own spit while Viktor burst into throaty laughter that had me following suit. When we calmed down, my stomach hurt a little and Jake was staring at us with a smirk.

"Let me show you something special then if you don't have anything important to do." "If you show me your dick I would fucking kill you." Gabby started laughing. "A guy I hooked up once used that line and he showed me his fucking dick. I mean no offense he was something in bed but his dick was nothing more than an average. How can he tell me it was something special?" "Relax you’re blabbering. I don't really care about another person's dick." Jake started laughing with her. "You know what I don't get you. You’re rich you can get any girl you want. And yet you are wasting your time on me. Why?" She asked seriously.

The TV was showing a rerun of the Friends series that no one seemed to be paying attention to. I hid behind the door to see what was going on. David, also known as Mad-Dave was screaming in Jackson's face. Mad-Dave was another trouble maker around here; he was a pest, to say the least. He always tried to sexually harass the nurses and his mouth was fouler than a rotten egg. He was saying something about Jackson's sister who I wasn't sure if she even existed. He said a word so vile that I wished I was deaf before listening. Dave's partner in crime, Owen was laughing to whatever Dave was saying while Cody, the Man-Child was seated on the floor right in front of the screen, watching television,

"I swear! This idiot really went after that cop!" Jake placed his hand on his brother's shoulder and doubled over with laughter. Everyone except Lucian - he's into the Goth stuff and doesn't laugh much - joined him. Drake, however, didn't think it was funny and his face showed he was going to murder us in our sleep. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I was drunk, so what? Can we please talk about something else?" "Like what?" Kenneth placed his hand behind him and propped himself up.